I woke up this morning and screamed because I knew that I had to face another day of relentless, pointless suffering in this shitshow called life. I have been lying down all day, just staring into space, or drifting in and out of sleep. I'm near the end now, I can feel it. I no longer have a fear of death, and the thought of dying is the only thing on this hellhole planet that brings me peace. Even if I won the lottery, I would just shrug my shoulders and say " so fucking what " because I have suffered enough, and seen enough of this dreadful world to last me a lifetime. It's a done deal that I will be gone somewhere in the near future. I just have to find the right method to use, and put my affairs in order. This is all I think of now. There is no going back. I'm so sorry you are suffering also, and can relate to everything you say. It's fucking brutal.